Magic Systems
They're not good people

Bismilbornohmanirohim.

"Why is that stupid kid in jail?" 

"I'm sorry sir, it looks like King Derrell was caught on his second mission"

"Based on the strange boss, if king Derrell manages to carry out the mission alone he will call king Derrell a genius, try if it's like this he says king Derrell is stupid" the man standing next to the boss.

"No need to curse Titan! I heard you were telling me, right?" the accusation.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't dare at all" Titan trembled.   

"Forget it, now it's your job to keep an eye on that stupid kid. One more accusation he could go to jail?" 

Titan quickly answers his master's question rather than being exposed to the spray again. "King Derrell was imprisoned on charges of spying for the lord, and King Derrell was to be allowed to leave freely, but as the government building was more cautious, they decided to imprison King Derrell for three months, if there is no evidence that king Derrell as a spy he will be released unconditionally" Titan said.

"The kid is really sloppy! it could be that he was just on a second mission already caught off guard by them" Zegra shook his head strongly while sipping a glass of white water in front of him with a single gulp.  

"Mr Ze I'm sorry I had to say this, I think it's good that King Derrell is on the lap, that means he can keep an eye on things there and he can tell all the bad things about those people" titan's great-grandson is slow, she's afraid of getting sprayed again by the boss.

"You're a true Titan, but will the foolish child do all that, while the magic system is dormant nearby" Zegra said.

Titan only scratched his itchy ears. "Don't you yourself say that King Derrell is a genius" he added. It seems Titan is not aware that he has been talking a lot. 

Zegra thrust out a slightly powerful Titan head. "You've talked a lot about Titan! and from that moment on you kept arguing against me! even though I said the boy was a genius, but I said he was a stupid genius! understand you!" 

"Yes my master understands" while stroking his aching head.

"Then why are you still here Titannn!" Zegra stared intently at Titan.

"Wrong again!" Titan could only stroke his chest, in order to be more patient with the monster in front of him.

"I'm sorry sir" better go than be a tiger meal thought Titan.

"Basically you made me almost a high-blood fucking Titan!"

Meanwhile, in Derrell's lap, it didn't stop sneezing. 

"Hacins..hacin..hacin..!" this may be the seventh time Derrell has sneezed.

"Why the hell is Rail? from that sneeze on, sick lo?" Ajo asked as he examined Derrell's forehead.

"Someone's talking about me like me" Derrell replied with a pede.

"Myth is trusted!"

"Yee! who knows if anyone's really talking about me Jo"

"As far as Lo Rel, it's important you're happy"

"By the way the fathers who entered here three days ago are like innocent Deh Re" said Ajo suddenly.

Derrell turned to Ajo who was sitting next to him. "Gue thought it was just me doang who thought it was like that, it turns out you are also the same Jo"

"Yes, I thus know which one lies the same that does not lie, guess the hell from their movements, you suspect not the same group of police who take care of 1-5 pages. The commander is Marjo Samba" added Jo again.

"Please! hiks....hiks...hiks! please let me go, I'm not guilty" Derrell has not had time to answer the question that Ajo threw at him, the noise from outside the field makes them both rush to see what is going on.

"Come away!" answer both compact.

"Hiks…! my lord, please let me go, I am innocent, why would you imprison me without proof" the shrill voice of a woman being pulled by the two policemen towards one of the cells could still be heard by Derrell and the others.

"They were like that when they imprisoned people without looking for evidence first" a person's voice from behind them, made the three of them turn their heads together.

"Sir, are you okay?" ask Grandpa Harto with a beak voice.

"Yes much better than before"

"Sorry to interrupt, what did you mean?" ask Derrell.

The man called the father breathed for a moment. "We talk while sitting down" he asked the three people.

"Before you start telling me call me Mr. Arton, people used to call me Kang Arton, for you guys it's up to you to call me father or kang" Arto said before telling a story.

"Good Mr. Arton"

"Both Arton kang" Derrell and Jo said, along with different words.

"It's up to you to call Arton what!" pissed grandpa Harto.

"Yes cake"

Arton begins his story of how he got into this rag. "So I'm a detective investigating the deaths of people in town X"

Hearing Arton's words, Jo could only gulp down his saliva violently. "So you're the very famous detective Ar?" Ajo cut off Arton's conversation by asking stammeringly. Arton nodded steadily at Ajo's question.

"Don't cut Joo first! justin Mr. Arton finish the story first" Derrell annoyed.

"Next sir" Derrell said later.

"But when I investigated the case one week ago it turned out that I was framed by commander Marjo Samba and several other police members" Arton continued his story, until suddenly Ajo kicked the table strongly.

"Shelf!" the table was heard coming out.

"Don't be noisy!" exclaimed a policeman with a loud and taut tone.

"Jo what the fuck you are" Derrell reprimanded.

"All right what I'm saying they're not good people!" jo said with blazing eyes as if he wanted to kill his enemy right then and there.

"Son Jo calm down first, he said you want to repent" Harto's grandfather reprimanded immediately Ajo softened.

"I'm sorry, I'm too upset" he regretted.

Not expecting after three days finally Mr. Arton wanted to talk to the three of them. Derrell really did not think about the behavior of the police who turned out to be the same as the behavior of officials in the city of X.

In Kosan Derrell the magic system that has chosen Derrell as its master never stops working he continues to do his magic system work and also monitors Derrell's state in the field.

"King Derrell isn't stupid anymore! he was able to utilize the place and can understand the situation" magic system that sends images and videos to an application that is no less strange than the form of magic system application.

"King Derrell will know who he really is" said the magic system, as long as there is no Derrell in his boarding magic system that never stops operating.